A stranger near to me in space
But not in time
Unknown;
I am a slave to my curiosity
Before I go too far, let me stop
And drink in the fantasy of you
Strive to linger there in suspense and always
Hiding from what I can touch
Golden shimmer on a melancholy cloud
Of grey
Take me back to when the world was on fire
Modestly dressed, so much left to dream
Of what part of me I could replace in your dwelling
I don't want you. I want to want.
